MainNovelChapter 557: "Maybe you should make tto go and see him." She tilted her head slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of his expression, but then hesitated when she realized it would mean leaving the cocoon of his warmth. "I'm surprised you'd say that. I know you don't exactly..." "That is in the past. He was a genuine friend to you. A good one who was there for you during dark times. He's the kind of friend worth having." "He is," she agreed, a hint of exhaustion entering her tone. "You know, when the lords bared their necks forin court today, I thought about him. He always toldit would work out. That I should have a little faith.” "I'm glad you have such a friend. Genuine friendships transcend time." "Like you and Lord Vladya?" She felt his head nod against hers. Sleep began to tug at her, the warmth of his presence wrapping around her like a blanket.
She was drifting off when she felt his hands tremble. It was subtle at first, a faint quiver becoming unmistakable as he tried to still them, his knuckles tightening into a fist.
"I've noticed it a few times now," she murmured drowsily. "The tremors." "It's nothing. Go to sleep, dearling." "Is it the poison?" He didn't respond.
"No more secrets, remember?" she yawned. “Tell me.” He exhaled. "I haven't been feeding." Step into new worlds at g V Ino vls.conn Her eyes snapped open. "Bloodfeeding?" "Mm-hm." His acknowledgment was barely audible. "With everything happening lately, I need to feed more to heal faster, to heal completely. But..." She sat up, untangling herself from his arms and turning to face him. "How long has it been?" "A week, maybe two." Then, under his breath, he added, "Might be three." Emeriel's eyes widened. "You've been starving yourself? Why? You should know better." "I do, actually." He sighed again, his shoulders tense. “At first, I didn't feel the urge. The older one gets, the longer they can go without needing to bloodfeed regularly. I can go quite a while without it. But then the arrow happened." His jaw clenched as he scowled. "Finding out it was my bloodhost who did that..."
"Yeah, well, the mistress has always hated me, so I'm not surprised,"m Emeriel said with a huff. "But that is no reason for you to suffer. She should be the one suffering, not you."
His frown dissolved, and he smirked. "She is, too." The content is on novelenglish.net! MISTRESS SINAI
She bent over, her body convulsing violently as she retched. The coppery taste of blood flooded her mouth before it poured out in a gush, splattering across the cold stone floor.
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